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As the sun sank low in the sky to begin its Westerly vacation anew, the troops of Eminear's squad began to feel a similar urgency toward setting up camp for the long night ahead.

Rancin nudged the Captain. "Burgel says th' lads are gettin' too cold an' tired t' go on. Best stop 'til light, eh?"